Trintula: What, end it there? Oh, no, this is far too much fun! Well, my
friend named a deity Bob, and I was watching this rerun of an old cartoon
show and, long story short, I decided on Joe.
Lou: Demanding person, aren't you? What can I say? I love to embarrass Estel! The boy's going to need some serious therapy when I'm through with him. Glad you liked it and thanks for reading!
Leggy-stinks: I'd think Legolas smells nice, considering his hygenic obsession, but then again I don't usually smell people. Yes, let's all laugh at Estel. And I still haven't explained the midnight comment!
Smeagol: You perv! He wasn't dreaming, it's just a way to get over being nervous. The design, well. . .I couldn't help it. But people seemed to like it. . .
Dragonlet: What does LMAO stand for? Also, an interesting name for baby dragons, if you want to know, is "draclings". Just thought that was a fun word. If it's so nasty, don't picture it! I'm sure with no one to tell him to take a bath and no one to spray him with a hose if he refuses (I will be mentioning that later in the story) he would bathe every other month. HEY!! Stop having nasty thoughts!!
Ayawen Evenstar: Thank you for the complement, and for reading.
Artemisa: Thank you for the complement, and I'd continue either way, it's so fun to write!
Disclaimer: Do you think I own it? Well, you're wrong. I do not. I own nothing. But I'll bet you the rights that I can make you laugh. . .
*****
"Elladan, can I come in?" Elrohir called, having been knocking on his brother's door fifteen minutes. "And I do not mean that literally. Remember that time when you were being literal about everything, so you said yes and I--"
"Shut up!" Elladan screamed, blushing at the memory of his brother walking in at an. . .awkward moment, which shall remain unexplained for now. "And come in already!" He was in the process of buttoning his shirt, but figured that his brother wouldn't go away, anyway. Elrohir opened the door, and walked in.
"I'm supposed to get you. Galadriel and Arwen are going to get here in about two minutes, we're supposed to greet them." He noticed Elladan's open top. "You do realize this is our grandmother, don't you?"
"Yes," said Elladan. Then, "You sick little puppy!" Elladan threw a pillow at Elrohir. Elrohir caught the pillow and whacked at his brother's head with it. Elladan spit out feathers. The two were whack-happy by the time Legolas came to get them.
"Lord Elrond is going to bite your heads off if you don't get down there **now**!" Legolas told them. "Hey, that looks fun." So he picked up a pillow and started hitting.
*****
"Where are those boys?" Elrond asked to no one in particular. "The simplest of tasks, just to walk down here, and three grown elves can't manage it!"
"I'll go get them, Ada," Estel said, eager to please as he was in much trouble for tackling Legolas--and for not bathing--and for--"SHUT UP!" Estel roared at the author, who chose to ignore it. But Estel would pay dearly for that. . ."No, please, I didn't mean it!" Estel was near tears, hiding behind Elrond.
"Oh, very well then," said I, with a pout. Then I snapped my fingers and disappeared. Estel breathed a sigh of relief and came out of his hiding place.
"Would you please just go and get your brothers? And for the sake of the Valar, stop carry around that duck everywhere!" Elrond attempted to snatch the rubber duck away from the boy, but Estel dodged.
"Joe get separation anxiety," Estel said in a baby voice, then he raced off to find his brothers.
Elrond sighed. "At least he's wearing pants."
*****
Legolas, Elrohir, and Elladan were all giggling like schoolgirls, and choking on feathers, when Estel dashed into the room. "Hey! Stop! You've got to come down and--" he coughed on feathers. "You've got to greet Arwen and Galadriel! You've--"
"Killjoy," Elrohir said, sticking out his tongue.
"Let's get 'im," Elladan suggested. They did. Before he knew it, Estel was being bombarded with pillows. Three giggling Elves mercilessly attacked the defenseless human.
"Wha---Ara! Stop that!" Estel said.
"Aw, but Ada. . ." whined Ara--she's princess of Gondor, according to my stories, and she also inhabits my body and mind sometimes.
"Ara, I swear by Eru, if you don't stop, you'll be in so much trouble when I grow up--"
"Uh-oh. Sorry, Ada, but the author wants to get on with the story. I have to go now." And she disappeared. Estel moaned.
*****
"Come on, we're going to be late!" Legolas pulled Elrohir along. Elrohir pulled Elladan, who was buttoning his shirt. The three clambered down the stairs to find a very impatient Elrond waiting for them. Arwen and Galadriel stood staring at them. A small smile appeared on Galadriel's face.
"Lady, I am so sorry about them--" Elrond began, his face red from embarrassment and anger.
"It is quite all right, Lord Elrond," Galadriel replied in an airy voice. "Boys will be boys." She looked hard at Elladan. "You seem to have missed a button." Elladan turned red and saw that he had missed a button right in the middle of his shirt, so the only way to fix it would be to unbutton half the shirt.
"Excuse me just one minute," Elladan said, disappearing. Elrond stared after him.
"Let them have their fun, Elrond," Galadriel suggested, "for it shall be their way for many decades yet to come." Galadriel and Elrond disappeared inside.
"Leggy!" Arwen shrieked, throwing her arms around him. "So good to see you again! Oh, Elrohir!" When she drew back, she was grinning. "Pranks are no fun in Lothlorien, for there is no one to share them, save Lady Galadriel-- who is actually pretty funny, when she wants to be, and understanding. But it's so much more fun around you, when Ada gets so angry his face turns purple and well, running giggling into the woods. Remember that time we spent a week out there?"
"Yeah, and got in so much trouble when we came back!" Elrohir added. "Good to have you back, sis."
"Good to be back, bro. Now, where's this human brother I'm told I have?" Arwen inquired.
As Elrohir prepared to answer, there came a crash of wood from indoors, and a shriek. "Elladan!" Elrond yelled, and Elrohir and Legolas glanced at each other.
"Run," Elrohir suggested.
"Run fast," Legolas agreed. Arwen laughed as they took off deep south. Then she went upstairs to see what commotion they had caused.
*****
Elrond sighed. Estel was belly-down on the floor, hands and feet tied behind his back, gagged. Elladan stood frozen in the center of the room, his throat tight with held-back giggles. Estel was writhing, trying to get free. The wardrobe had been shattered, and it appeared Estel had fallen out of it--he had been stuffed inside the wardrobe.
Elrond was about to explode when he heard laughter. He slowly turned, wondering what he would do to the boys if it was them. But it wasn't. Galadriel was laughing, an almost eerie sound. She smiled and laughed, as if this were the funniest thing in the world. Once she had stopped, she strode forward and untied Estel.
"Thank you," Estel said, climbing to his feet and pulling off his gag. "Ada. I am so sorry about this. I just came up to tell them and there were three of them, they were bigger than me and they were armed--"
"Armed? Your brothers and Legolas used weapons against you?"
Estel blushed and looked down at his shoes. "They had pillows, Ada," he admitted.
"Wuss," Elladan taunted.
"Bitch!" Estel returned.
"Estel! Elladan!" Elrond exclaimed. "Do you have any manners?"
"Sorry, Ada, sorry, Galadriel" they mumbled together. Elladan muttered under his breath, "Estel's just PMSing." Estel did not hear it, nor did Elrond, but the smile on Galadriel's face let Elladan know that she had heard his comment.
*****
Elrohir and Legolas were still roughing it the next day. They had decided to live a few more years, or maybe forever, by hiding out while Elrond's temper cooled. Both felt bad about abandoning Elladan, but neither was willing to go back.
Estel mostly stayed out of the way. He was embarrassed, especially around Galadriel. Not only was she in his head, the first time she ever saw him he was tied up on the floor. He was outdoors, reading a book and humming to himself, when he noticed someone walking. "Tinuviel, Tinuviel!" he cried, for he had been humming the ballad of Luthien Tinuviel, and this Elf was very beautiful.
"Hello," said the Elf with giddiness in her voice. "You must be Estel. I am Arwen, daughter of Elrond, though I have been in Lothlorien many of these past years."
"Oh," he was blushing. "I--I thought, because, because of the song--"
"I understand. Don't feel so intimidated!" Estel blushed deeper and looked at his toes. Arwen shrugged. He was about the equivalent of her age, and, she noted, not at all unattractive. So, to salvage the boy's feelings, she lifted his face and kissed his lips.
*****
"Legolas, I'll go on ahead, and see if the coast is clear," Elrohir had said. And that was why Legolas had seen Arwen kiss Estel.
Author's note: Worry not, it's only a bit romantic, because. . .
*****
"Oy, I nearly forgot," Elrond exclaimed.
"What is it? Eowyn of Rohan is coming here?" Galadriel asked, knowing his thoughts. "For what purpose?"
"I have forgotten, but she should be here--oh, no!"
"Tomorrow? This will indeed be an interesting stay," Galadriel commented.
"You knew about this?" Elrond asked.
"The mirror," said Galadriel, "has shown me many things. Eowyn and Estel may have an interesting time getting to know each other."
"I thought that since they were both human they might get along."
"Oh," said Galadriel. "They will get along," yet her voice said that she knew something Elrond did not.
Lou: Demanding person, aren't you? What can I say? I love to embarrass Estel! The boy's going to need some serious therapy when I'm through with him. Glad you liked it and thanks for reading!
Leggy-stinks: I'd think Legolas smells nice, considering his hygenic obsession, but then again I don't usually smell people. Yes, let's all laugh at Estel. And I still haven't explained the midnight comment!
Smeagol: You perv! He wasn't dreaming, it's just a way to get over being nervous. The design, well. . .I couldn't help it. But people seemed to like it. . .
Dragonlet: What does LMAO stand for? Also, an interesting name for baby dragons, if you want to know, is "draclings". Just thought that was a fun word. If it's so nasty, don't picture it! I'm sure with no one to tell him to take a bath and no one to spray him with a hose if he refuses (I will be mentioning that later in the story) he would bathe every other month. HEY!! Stop having nasty thoughts!!
Ayawen Evenstar: Thank you for the complement, and for reading.
Artemisa: Thank you for the complement, and I'd continue either way, it's so fun to write!
Disclaimer: Do you think I own it? Well, you're wrong. I do not. I own nothing. But I'll bet you the rights that I can make you laugh. . .
*****
"Elladan, can I come in?" Elrohir called, having been knocking on his brother's door fifteen minutes. "And I do not mean that literally. Remember that time when you were being literal about everything, so you said yes and I--"
"Shut up!" Elladan screamed, blushing at the memory of his brother walking in at an. . .awkward moment, which shall remain unexplained for now. "And come in already!" He was in the process of buttoning his shirt, but figured that his brother wouldn't go away, anyway. Elrohir opened the door, and walked in.
"I'm supposed to get you. Galadriel and Arwen are going to get here in about two minutes, we're supposed to greet them." He noticed Elladan's open top. "You do realize this is our grandmother, don't you?"
"Yes," said Elladan. Then, "You sick little puppy!" Elladan threw a pillow at Elrohir. Elrohir caught the pillow and whacked at his brother's head with it. Elladan spit out feathers. The two were whack-happy by the time Legolas came to get them.
"Lord Elrond is going to bite your heads off if you don't get down there **now**!" Legolas told them. "Hey, that looks fun." So he picked up a pillow and started hitting.
*****
"Where are those boys?" Elrond asked to no one in particular. "The simplest of tasks, just to walk down here, and three grown elves can't manage it!"
"I'll go get them, Ada," Estel said, eager to please as he was in much trouble for tackling Legolas--and for not bathing--and for--"SHUT UP!" Estel roared at the author, who chose to ignore it. But Estel would pay dearly for that. . ."No, please, I didn't mean it!" Estel was near tears, hiding behind Elrond.
"Oh, very well then," said I, with a pout. Then I snapped my fingers and disappeared. Estel breathed a sigh of relief and came out of his hiding place.
"Would you please just go and get your brothers? And for the sake of the Valar, stop carry around that duck everywhere!" Elrond attempted to snatch the rubber duck away from the boy, but Estel dodged.
"Joe get separation anxiety," Estel said in a baby voice, then he raced off to find his brothers.
Elrond sighed. "At least he's wearing pants."
*****
Legolas, Elrohir, and Elladan were all giggling like schoolgirls, and choking on feathers, when Estel dashed into the room. "Hey! Stop! You've got to come down and--" he coughed on feathers. "You've got to greet Arwen and Galadriel! You've--"
"Killjoy," Elrohir said, sticking out his tongue.
"Let's get 'im," Elladan suggested. They did. Before he knew it, Estel was being bombarded with pillows. Three giggling Elves mercilessly attacked the defenseless human.
"Wha---Ara! Stop that!" Estel said.
"Aw, but Ada. . ." whined Ara--she's princess of Gondor, according to my stories, and she also inhabits my body and mind sometimes.
"Ara, I swear by Eru, if you don't stop, you'll be in so much trouble when I grow up--"
"Uh-oh. Sorry, Ada, but the author wants to get on with the story. I have to go now." And she disappeared. Estel moaned.
*****
"Come on, we're going to be late!" Legolas pulled Elrohir along. Elrohir pulled Elladan, who was buttoning his shirt. The three clambered down the stairs to find a very impatient Elrond waiting for them. Arwen and Galadriel stood staring at them. A small smile appeared on Galadriel's face.
"Lady, I am so sorry about them--" Elrond began, his face red from embarrassment and anger.
"It is quite all right, Lord Elrond," Galadriel replied in an airy voice. "Boys will be boys." She looked hard at Elladan. "You seem to have missed a button." Elladan turned red and saw that he had missed a button right in the middle of his shirt, so the only way to fix it would be to unbutton half the shirt.
"Excuse me just one minute," Elladan said, disappearing. Elrond stared after him.
"Let them have their fun, Elrond," Galadriel suggested, "for it shall be their way for many decades yet to come." Galadriel and Elrond disappeared inside.
"Leggy!" Arwen shrieked, throwing her arms around him. "So good to see you again! Oh, Elrohir!" When she drew back, she was grinning. "Pranks are no fun in Lothlorien, for there is no one to share them, save Lady Galadriel-- who is actually pretty funny, when she wants to be, and understanding. But it's so much more fun around you, when Ada gets so angry his face turns purple and well, running giggling into the woods. Remember that time we spent a week out there?"
"Yeah, and got in so much trouble when we came back!" Elrohir added. "Good to have you back, sis."
"Good to be back, bro. Now, where's this human brother I'm told I have?" Arwen inquired.
As Elrohir prepared to answer, there came a crash of wood from indoors, and a shriek. "Elladan!" Elrond yelled, and Elrohir and Legolas glanced at each other.
"Run," Elrohir suggested.
"Run fast," Legolas agreed. Arwen laughed as they took off deep south. Then she went upstairs to see what commotion they had caused.
*****
Elrond sighed. Estel was belly-down on the floor, hands and feet tied behind his back, gagged. Elladan stood frozen in the center of the room, his throat tight with held-back giggles. Estel was writhing, trying to get free. The wardrobe had been shattered, and it appeared Estel had fallen out of it--he had been stuffed inside the wardrobe.
Elrond was about to explode when he heard laughter. He slowly turned, wondering what he would do to the boys if it was them. But it wasn't. Galadriel was laughing, an almost eerie sound. She smiled and laughed, as if this were the funniest thing in the world. Once she had stopped, she strode forward and untied Estel.
"Thank you," Estel said, climbing to his feet and pulling off his gag. "Ada. I am so sorry about this. I just came up to tell them and there were three of them, they were bigger than me and they were armed--"
"Armed? Your brothers and Legolas used weapons against you?"
Estel blushed and looked down at his shoes. "They had pillows, Ada," he admitted.
"Wuss," Elladan taunted.
"Bitch!" Estel returned.
"Estel! Elladan!" Elrond exclaimed. "Do you have any manners?"
"Sorry, Ada, sorry, Galadriel" they mumbled together. Elladan muttered under his breath, "Estel's just PMSing." Estel did not hear it, nor did Elrond, but the smile on Galadriel's face let Elladan know that she had heard his comment.
*****
Elrohir and Legolas were still roughing it the next day. They had decided to live a few more years, or maybe forever, by hiding out while Elrond's temper cooled. Both felt bad about abandoning Elladan, but neither was willing to go back.
Estel mostly stayed out of the way. He was embarrassed, especially around Galadriel. Not only was she in his head, the first time she ever saw him he was tied up on the floor. He was outdoors, reading a book and humming to himself, when he noticed someone walking. "Tinuviel, Tinuviel!" he cried, for he had been humming the ballad of Luthien Tinuviel, and this Elf was very beautiful.
"Hello," said the Elf with giddiness in her voice. "You must be Estel. I am Arwen, daughter of Elrond, though I have been in Lothlorien many of these past years."
"Oh," he was blushing. "I--I thought, because, because of the song--"
"I understand. Don't feel so intimidated!" Estel blushed deeper and looked at his toes. Arwen shrugged. He was about the equivalent of her age, and, she noted, not at all unattractive. So, to salvage the boy's feelings, she lifted his face and kissed his lips.
*****
"Legolas, I'll go on ahead, and see if the coast is clear," Elrohir had said. And that was why Legolas had seen Arwen kiss Estel.
Author's note: Worry not, it's only a bit romantic, because. . .
*****
"Oy, I nearly forgot," Elrond exclaimed.
"What is it? Eowyn of Rohan is coming here?" Galadriel asked, knowing his thoughts. "For what purpose?"
"I have forgotten, but she should be here--oh, no!"
"Tomorrow? This will indeed be an interesting stay," Galadriel commented.
"You knew about this?" Elrond asked.
"The mirror," said Galadriel, "has shown me many things. Eowyn and Estel may have an interesting time getting to know each other."
"I thought that since they were both human they might get along."
"Oh," said Galadriel. "They will get along," yet her voice said that she knew something Elrond did not.